| Now that I have lost my ways
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| From then on I’ve been breaking down
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| And I hide from the saints
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| Hear me out, the story goes
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| I believe I’ve testified
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| I filled my life with fear
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| In beneath I lost my mind
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| And I’ll make it disappear
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| Now that I have lost have my ways
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| And I start to dig a hole
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| No money of mine can make a burial bride
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| For the ancient keeper of souls
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| I’m facing out the fact that I’m alone
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| To purify myself I move along
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| I’ve gotta find myself an act
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| That causes me a heart attack
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| And I’m gonna find my way
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| Out of this god damn race
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| Out of this god damn race
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| I find it hard to accept
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| If I’ve been lost within these years
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| But deep inside I scream for the answers
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| Buried in these fields
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| Now that I have lost my craving
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| And I start to dig a hole
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| No money of mine can make a burial bride
|
| For the ancient keeper of souls
|
| I’m facing out the fact that I’m alone
|
| To purify myself I move along
|
| I’ve gotta find myself an act
|
| That causes me a heart attack
|
| And I’m gonna find my way
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| Out of this god damn race
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| I’m facing out the fact that I’m alone
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| To purify myself I move along
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| I’ve gotta find myself an act
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| That causes me a heart attack
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| And I’m gonna find my way
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| Out of this god damn race
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| Out of this god damn race |